That info about not climbing, preferring to walk... so very true. RB has skinny, pink little cockatiel-feet! He doesn't enjoy climbing as much as most parrots. His feet are not anything like the strong feet and toes of, say, Amazons. I use various nail-trimming perches to keep his nails in good shape, but they are a bit long by usual standards. I feel like he needs them that way to perch and climb better, especially to the smooth perch in his travel case. Now as for walking... YES! He is fast! And hard to catch, when he wants to be... darts back and forth, turns on a dime! Just lowers his head and whoosh, he's off running. Reminds me of the roadrunners that are so beloved out West.
I made a list of those plants, and I'm going to see if I might be able to grow some! Maybe even indoors... Cleveland has a short growing season. Milk thistle was a surprise! Some of those plants are so strange-looking - like that balsam-thing and the lyceum... pretty, though! That schinus pepper-tree is actually a pest plant out west!!!!
RB peels grapes with his beak and tongue, actually seems more interested in the peels... man, does that make a mess. He only gets grapes on the cabinet, preferably before a bath, or at least a foot-bath. And yessssssssss, figzszszszszzs!!! But goat-poop???? I love my bird but we're drawing the line there!
So........ I could just go find some milk-thistle seeds later this summer and feed them to him?? Would have to know they weren't treated with anything...
That was so fun to learn. Another little tidbit... MAYBE relating to his arid heritage. He HATES showers or sprayed water. He prefers to bathe in standing water only. Even a trickle from the faucet discourages him. The best bath situation is the tub, with about 3 inches of lukewarm water. He splashes and drinks and dunks his head until he is soaked and then tells me when he's ready to come out. He loves the blow dryer, set on low and warm, which I use mostly in he winter. I hold it out at arm's length and he moves from my shoulder to however close feels good... usually about a foot away. It must feel wonderful... his eyes practically roll back in his head. Hmmm... all that nice, warm dry air must suit his arid heritage, too!
Thanks again!!!!!!!!!




